Trapped In A Skeletal Coffin Called ''My Body''

Gerard’s POV-

‘’Gee, time to wake up…’’ A familiar voice said to me, lightly shaking me.
I opened my eyes, to see Frank standing next to me.
I stretched and rubbed my eyes.
‘’We need to go back to the bus to get your stuff… we need to go there tomorrow at 12pm.’’ He said, as he helped me stand up.
‘’Oh.’’ Was all I responded, and we walked outside, where there was a taxi waiting for us.
‘’Where are the guys?’’ I wondered, out loud.
‘’They’re already at the bus.’’ He replied.

~~car ride~~

~~time lapse…. Now 10pm~~

I sat on the couch, as everyone was watching tv…
When I go there tomorrow… what will happen with the fans?

‘’Guys… what about the fans…?’’ I said.
‘’I’ll take care of it.’’ Ray responded.
‘’Are you going to tell them?’’ I asked.
‘’I’ll just say that it’s personal stuff happening, and we will have to have a tour break for… well however long it takes.’’ He said.

I couldn’t help but feel kind of guilty… they all had to stop tour, all because of me…

All because I couldn’t handle my emotions.

I stood up, ‘’I’ll be right back’’ I mumbled, walking to the bathroom, shutting it and locking the door.

~~self-harm trigger warning~~

I looked at myself in the mirror…. This is all my fault….

I really wanted to cut… but I really didn’t want to.

I ran my hand through my hair trying to fight the urge…. About 2 minutes later, I found myself with a shave razor in my hand, against my arm….

Well, I guess I made my decision.

~time lapse~

~like about 11 or 12~

I walked to the bunks, and laid down, falling asleep very quickly.

Frank's POV-

~~next day~~

It was half an hour until we had to leave for the mental hospital, so I decided to wake Gerard, so he can pack stuff he wants.

‘’Gee, time to get up.’’ I said, moving pieces of his hair out of his face.
‘’Mgbuhyjgfvejn’’ He mumbled, turning over so he was facing the wall.
I smirked, and removed the blanket from him, making him flinch, annoyed.
‘’Gerard, up!’’ I said, a bit more harshly.
He rolled over again, this time facing me, with a pout.
‘’I don’t want to!’’ He whined, pulling the blanket back up, over himself.
‘’I know, but you have to.’’ I replied.

Gerard’s POV-

Frank then left me alone to get ready and get my stuff….

I really didn’t want to go…

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